LJ Herman is a former editor at Love What Matters and lives in Colorado. LJ is a concert, ticket and technology enthusiast. He has seen the Dave Mathews Band over one hundred times and counting.
LJ Herman is a former editor at Love What Matters and lives in Colorado. LJ is a concert, ticket and technology enthusiast. He has seen the Dave Mathews Band over one hundred times and counting.
“So next time you see a breastfeeding mother, I challenge you to buy her a drink, or offer her a comfortable place to sit, or simply tell her how great she’s doing.”
“You’d never get into a taxi with a sleepy driver, right? Or trust a life guard who is dozing off by the pool? Or hire a security guard who is constantly yawning and too exhausted to react in a crisis?”
“It’s the way that a ‘night away’ belongs only to your physical body, because your heart and mind stay put with the ones you leave behind.”
“My first thought was, ‘Oh my gosh! What has happened, is everyone okay?!’”
“There’s a saying that goes ‘Do what you love and love what you do.’ To me, that means chasing babies around while my floor is scattered in Candy Land pieces while PB&Js wait in the kitchen.”
“Yes of course, we said. No of course not, others said. What the priest spoke about instead was quiet suffering. Private suffering. Carefully hidden suffering. The kind of suffering that kills people.”
“After getting inside we were greeted with hot chocolates (made with soy milk because they were unsure of allergies… who thinks that far into it?”
“Sometimes I see it and forget to even reply because I’m ‘busy’. We speak when I’m on my way home from work and by the time I get home they are already in bed. I missed it. She had to do it on her own.”
“Our doctor joked about the possibility of seeing triplets on the ultrasound. I was dizzy, so very dizzy. I laid down on the table and exposed my stomach. I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t ready for my heart to be broken again. He put the wand on my stomach, and I knew instantly. I couldn’t see a baby. My doctor was quiet. I told him there was nothing there. It wasn’t a question. I knew.”
“How many times did he wonder if this was the best idea. How many times did he want to find a place to sit or lie down and wait till morning when he could maybe get someone to come pick him up and bring him back home. But he walked until he got here! I am in total awe of this young man!”